Airports can be chaotic and frentic this time of the year.
If I was in public relations (you know, like I am now), I would think it to be a shrewd idea to create fanfare and frivolity in the terminals to spread the Christmas love among the already freaked-0ut travelers.
So, I would hang up decor, dawn volunteers and staff with elf hats, spray fake snow all over the ticket checkout counters and pipe in Christmas carols ad-nauseum over the public address system. However, if I were in Houston’s Bush Intercontinental Airport, I would go one qualmish step further – karaoke!
There it is, just past the security checkpoint, set atop a small stage: a karaoke machine adorned with Christmas lights and stockings shaped like cowboy boots. There’s even a team of Christmas elves _ airport employees the rest of the year. “A little holiday karaoke while you wait? It’s fun and it’s free,” cooed Ashley Thompson. “You could be a star.”
Lady, it’s an airport. This ain’t American Idol, and I don’t think one of those polyester-clad ticket agents have Simon Cowell on the speed dial in case you do not make the stray cats outside jump in front of airport buses. But good on ya’ for grasping the spirit of marketing… er, the holidays.
So, lounge lizards everywhere, get ready. Your 15 minutes start now and you are one leg warmer-wearing tweenager with a hyperactive cell phone away from becoming a YouTube sensation. Dust off the crushed velvet tuxedo and ruffled undershirt, grab your throat lozenges, pack of Kools and prepare to howl at the top of your coach-class lungs.